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Monday, September 26, 2011

I was tickled to post about this when one of the Blogs that I follow, Marie harmony, asked her female followers "What We Regularly Wear At Home?"And I thought about this subject. Now listen up, this has no empirical evidence nor do I want to sound like a Cosmo Magazine article save for a few smiles and laughs. Yet some of it may have a little grain of truth and accuracy, I really don't know. It's worth a read though, trust me on that.

Well have you ever been to a Pyjama Party? Did you really come into the party with your actual sleepwear? Honestly? Well if you did, let's take a look at what this may tell about you.

Flannel Pyjamas (Pajamas)You are an open book. What you see, what you get. You want to feel cozy and comfortable and you rely on your sensibilities. No nonsense and no time for games. You don't dress for sexuality, so they say, unless you only wear the top and nothing else. You may love your partner but excitement is not your thing and you are satisfied with routine.

Silky/Lacy LingerieYou are likely to be a modern romantic. If you love the silky type, you wear this as a touch of femininity; and you know your partner wants to touch it too. You take the lead in staging some level of eroticism in your relationships. If you tend towards the lacy type, long, short or mid-length, you really don't dress for comfort but to please your partner. You are trying to obtain a sexual connection with your partner, but he is likely in control, not you. (Well, I don't know about you but lace just makes me itch. And I totally don't find anything nearly romantic or sensual if I am scratching myself all over.)

Teddy/Cotton Camisole/Tank Top and Shorts

You have to be very confident, playful and comfortable in your own skin to pull this off. If you will be romping around with this on, you completely trust and love how your body looks. (I just love how that sounds because as this is my staple look, it is mainly because I always thought I will grow up to be a boy. And I just honestly never outgrew the "look.") You tend to be the more adventurous type in lifestyle and sexual preferences. You don't really give a rodent's ass if you will have sex in the kitchen with the lights on. You are spontaneous and generally sexually charged. (Hmmm...)

Naked and Raw (Or just nek-ked)They say, chances are, you are a spirited idealist, a natural leader. Quite innovative, a bit reckless and adapts easily to change. If you sleep in the raw with your partner, it creates the strongest level of intimacy between two people. Even if you are not having sex, there is an absolute erotic and sensual edge into it. Plus the bonus factor that the absence of waistbands and elastic straps will never make you look fatter. (Hey that makes a lot of sense!)

Tuesday, September 20, 2011

Just because I am sick does not mean I have lost my ability to throw some quick punches. So I decided to post about several reasons why Being Sick Sucks ...I have compiled tons of reasons, yet I am absolutely sure you can add a lot more so feel free adding on when you read this by making a comment. If you are a tad sensitive, let me warn you, some words may be a little too graphic, but that's the only way I can express and release this angst.

Meanwhile, back at the ranch, here you go:

That awful medicines you need to take. If they wanted you to feel better, don't you think its fair to expect the pharmaceutical companies to have designed the pills a little smaller than a giraffe, and just a little sweeter?

The way people try to baby you when you feel better off rotting on your own in your body fluids.

Everything you try to say comes out like a "whining" from a sick puppy.

That feeling where a ton of bricks is dancing on your head.

Trying your best to maintain poise and grace when snot is dribbling out of your nose the whole day.

That awful and hurtful call or text message from your friends that they are having so much fun and it's a damn shame you can't get out to join them because you're sick.

You are starting to feel like you are a dam about to break and yet people insist you have to take on more water and liquids.

That rancid, flat taste on your tongue.

Being buried in a tissue mountain you can't hardly crawl out of. Plus, you are left with no option but to clean them up yourself because nobody wants to touch those snotty tissues.

You are dreadfully sick on a weekend and just about Monday, miraculously and painfully, you start to feel better.

When your coughing fit starts, you terrify your cat because you sound like a coyote learning to bark. Your dog comes running to you thinking you just let out a mating call.

Oh when the puking starts, some of it passes out through your nose. Just yuch!

And because you are heavily drugged, and 70% water, there's practically little solids to throw up. When you do, the gastric acids mix up with whatever you had for breakfast, and they burn your throat so badly, you cough and puke at the same time!

So you brush your teeth after puking. But it still taste so bad, you puke again!

Breathing makes every single muscle and nerve of your chest cavity hurt, but you can't stop breathing. There is just no other option.

You feel freezing cold but you are sweating it out like a pig. Then you feel cold again.

You are lying in bed, and a big one travels up to your throat, you turn around to grab more tissues, but you have run out of. You croak as you have lost your voice, you are left with no choice but to swallow it up again. Eww... I know.

Well-meaning people come around to check you out, they give you one look and say ..."You don't look so good". Well, who would look good if you feel like shit?

After about 3 days of feeling sick, you have just had enough of it. You stand and try to feel normal, but you feel woozy right away and the fever comes back again.

All you really want to do is to have an undisturbed, restful sleep. But you wake up every hour to piss or cough or blow your nose.

Your nose starts to burn and chafe from too much blowing. You try to save the skin by rubbing some lotion and it stings like hell!

Everything, I mean everything tastes and smell awful. Even you smell awful.

On your way to the bathroom, you get an attack of coughing, you cough so much, you barely make it. You drop on the bathroom floor in a coughing seizure. Someone hears you and sees you on the floor. Laughs out loud and thinks you are overdoing this "sick" thing.

At some point, you actually feel that you are probably dying. So you break down and cry. You feel stupid, foolish and helpless. You cry some more.

Every single minute of being sick sucks. But there's not much you can do until your body has won the battle. Meanwhile, you sniffle, sneeze, cough and puke and wait for it to be over.

Sunday, September 18, 2011

I totally hate being sick.I will be back when I am 100%.Meanwhile, y'all take care and stay safe from what the Doctors call, an Undifferentiated Virus Strain. (In English, they don't know what the hell it is!)

Thursday, September 15, 2011

Is it just me over-reacting or has it become a 21st century trend that there are more and more people that have become completely incapable of showing gratitude? I just see so many people around, that no matter how much you do for them, how much you help them, they will still be unhappy and believe that they deserve and are entitled to more. I have had my fair share of these people, probably more than the average, but I reckon these beings would lose a limb if they stop to say "Thank You."

Well, colour me stubborn, but I refuse to believe that the entire humanity has bred ungrateful clones. I am sure that somewhere out there, there is one soul who is thankful enough he or she still lives. These days, I can only see that we have all become too busy bitching, being envious, getting jealous, or trying our best to accomplish what others can only dream of, we have often, if not always, forgotten to be grateful for the small favours we get. Why? Gee, I don't know, maybe because it's "un-cool" to be mushy. Or perhaps because we believe we worked hard to be where we are. Yeah, sure, right. I mean, are you the only author of your life? Did you come from a nut that fell off a tree? Really? I don't think so. Sue me.Listen, look around you. Think hard. You will not be where you are now if not for people that have touched your life and have helped you in small or big ways to get there. It could have been anyone, not just your parents. Someone. Somebody. A person you may have long forgotten as you now bask in your wealth and success. Get a grip. Why don't you just stop for a short moment and think about who you owe some gratitude? It is not going to kill you. It may even be life-changing.

And for all those unsung heroes, those people who "habitually" extend themselves to lend a helping hand, I hope you continually keep doing good and expect nothing in return, for it hurts not to be appreciated and recognized. I hope you don't get tired because sooner than later, the law of life pays you back a thousand-fold.

And for everyone who has helped me become Who I Am, thank you. I am still a work in progress but I am getting there.

I found this in an old file and I truly think this human being has lived a life of Selflessness, worthy of emulation and at the very least, respect.

Mother Teresa aptly titled her poem, "DO IT ANYWAY".

"People are often unreasonable, illogical, and self centered; Forgive them anyway. If you are kind, People may accuse you of selfish, ulterior motives; Be kind anyway.

If you are successful, you will win some false friends and some true enemies; Succeed anyway.

If you are honest and frank, people may cheat you; Be honest and frank anyway.

What you spend years building, someone could destroy overnight; Build anyway.

If you find serenity and happiness, they may be jealous; Be happy anyway.

The good you do today, people will often forget tomorrow; Do good anyway.

Give the world the best you have, at it may never be enough; Give your best anyway.

You see, in the final analysis it is between you and God; It was never between you and them anyway"

Monday, September 12, 2011

There's this absolutely insane and funny lady, she goes by the name LILY and if you are not in her reader's list, then you're damned for life,(I swear!) who TAGGED me. And here I am, stepping up to the challenge and making a go for it! Why not? It makes Blog Whoring completely legit.

The aim of this is:

To unite bloggers (from all sectors) in a joint endeavor to share lessons learned and create a bank of long but not forgotten blog posts that deserve to see the light of day again.

The rules are:

The blogger is nominated to take part.

The blogger publishes his/her 7 links on their blog, 1 link for each category.

1. Your most beautiful post.

2. Your most popular post.

3. Your most controversial post.

4. Your most helpful post.

5. A post whose success surprised you.

6. A post you feel didn't get the attention it deserved

7 The post you are most proud of.

The blogger then nominates up to 5 more blogs to take part.

These bloggers publish their 7 links and nominate 5 more bloggers and on it goes...

Of course I would prefer to say, read 'em all! However, that is violating the mechanics. So I guess in the spirit of conformity, I will go with the following:

My most beautiful post because I said so: Life and What Ifs Because I wrote it at a time when my heart was doing the talking.

My most popular post (and whose success surprised me!): Black Swan: Dark and Disturbingly Beautiful I thought I would try make a movie critique and it turned out to have the highest readership! I probably can look at an alternative career.

My most controversial post: When Is Nudity Art or Porn Mainly because I created a stir in some of the comments I received and the number of views I received from far flung countries assuming I have posted kinky, nude portraits. Shame on you!

My "I wish You Read It" (Didn't Get The Attention It Deserved) post: Choosing The Path of Least Resistance I wrote and captured an intimate moment with my Dad and I have somehow also touched a soul from several air-miles away.

And instead of a Post, I have a TAB I am most proud of: My Art Gallery these are my paintings and my handiwork. If I am not proud of it, who would, so I am!

And in turn, I tag the following Blog Whore nominees:

A fellow Blog Whore: DRONEThis guy's gift of poetry rocks: RIVERCATThis lady's life story and Blog posts will keep you as a constant stalker: KIMBERLY MARIEVersatile and very interesting young lady: STEPHANIEA great friend, an awesome writer and soon to be a published author. If you have not discovered her yet, it's about time you did: JUST ME

Once again, my many thanks to the proud mother of the Li'l Man, Lily, you totally rock!

Saturday, September 10, 2011

Have you had days when you wake up and you tell yourself, "Fine, that's just about enough that I have had with being pushed around, feeling like a sorry loser in this cruel and unfair world. Starting right this minute, I am going to start kicking asses!"?Well just in case you have had enough and you want to manage your life and start steering back your ship in its proper course, I collected a couple of helpful quotes and tips to acquire that much needed "kick ass" attitude!

First, "When you are sorrowful look again in your heart, and you shall see that in truth you are weeping for that which has been your delight." - Kahlil Gibran.

Think about this: the more painful the experience, the stronger you get when you rise above it. The sorrow actually enriches our life. When I look back at those past agonizing days, months; today, I am filled with inspiration when I realise that I no longer am in that sorry place any more. There's this complete feeling of renewal, an overwhelming feeling of triumph that sweeps through my soul. Yes, I have moved on, and the more painful it was, the sweeter the joy I feel!

Second, "When I look back on all these worries, I remember the story of this old man who said on his deathbed that he had had a lot of trouble in his life, most of which had never happened." - Winston Churchill

Have you come to terms with the fact that most of the things we fear that will happen never really happen? At most times, the monsters we have created are mainly creatures we concocted in our minds? I used to think that being a "worrier" made me a better person in terms of ensuring perfection, until I have allowed this irrational compulsion to bog me down with panic and nervous attacks. Hell, I am NOT perfect! Why should I be? The more relaxed I was, the more productive and functional I became. I made myself a victim of my own " worry monsters"! So I slew them all!

Third, "Life is really simple, but we insist in making it complicated." - Confucius Quote on the Simplicity of Life

Tell me, when was the last time you wasted precious moments "sweating the small stuff"? The insignificant few that have grown fangs because we allowed these trivial things to affect us. Our minds, great or small, love to think. It loves to make the rather plain and simple, oddly more and more complex we end up totally immobilized. If we can cut up that huge baloney sandwich into bite size pieces, then we can eat it easier. Why should you even attempt to choke yourself by believing that the "devil is in the details"? Sure, but if they say, 'Mind Is Over Matter', if I don't mind, then, it doesn't really matter. Logical? I would much rather focus on what is important and discard all that is totally useless and meaningless.

Fourth, "We don't see things as they are, we see them as we are." - Anais Nin

This is one of my biggest victories. I managed to unravel the mystery that the world can be viewed through many different perspectives and frames. I realised that I have initially misconstrued that my view of the world is how the world really is. And if in the beginning I believed that I was right, I have learned that in someone else's viewpoint, I can be wrong. And with this insight, I have acquired the ability to reflect on what I could have missed, what other's might be seeing, thinking and feeling; and I have chosen to take the path of optimism, openness and flexibility. I have decided to embrace the world and life in all possible diversities, and I steadfastly believe that eventually, there is some point of convergence that can be built on. After all, the shortest distance between two points is a straight line.

I honestly believe that a healthy attitude to embracing the possibility of failure pulls out all the drama and wasted energies dwelling on it. I don't think that the measure of a person's success is gauged by the number of times he never failed, but rather in the number of times he rose above the murk and tried again.

A list of Abraham Lincoln’s Failures:

Lost job, 1832

Defeated for legislature, 1832

Failed in business, 1833

Elected to legislature, 1834

Sweetheart (Ann Rutledge) died, 1835

Had nervous breakdown, 1836

Defeated for Speaker, 1838

Defeated for nomination for Congress, 1843

Elected to Congress, 1846

Lost renomination, 1848

Rejected for Land Officer, 1849

Defeated for Senate, 1854

Defeated for nomination for Vice-President, 1856

Again defeated for Senate, 1858

Elected President, 1860

Sixth, "Nobody can be uncheered with a balloon." - Winnie the Pooh on Appreciating the Little Things

If you still think that life's greatest moments are defined by your biggest and grand accomplishments, then you are completely missing life. "Sometimes the smallest things, take up the most room in your heart" as ascribed by Winnie the Pooh, and I am a believer in counting my life's simple blessings. I am sure you can have two minutes in a day to think about the little things you have that you may have completely taken for granted because, they are just there. For instance, food, family, friends, the weather, a home, a pet, clothes, a book, your health, a computer, a Blog. Little things that are possibly staple in your daily life that you are blessed with. Somewhere, some people would kill to have a just a bit. Be grateful for all these things and take a few minutes to bask in appreciation for your blessings.

Seventh, "Twenty years from now you will be disappointed by the things you didn't do than by the things you did do. So throw off the bowlines. Sail away from the safe harbour. Catch the trade winds in your sails. Explore. Dream. Discover." - Mark Twain

Monday, September 5, 2011

Just when I was beginning to think that perhaps Blogging is not worth doing but a reckless time waster, here I am again. I have been given another award, albeit I am a tad late in terms of extending my gratitude, I reckon it is never, ever too late to say two of the most gracious words in the English dictionary: THANK YOU. My sincerest gratitude to Marie of The Colour of Our Skin for having included my Blog amongst those she has found inspiring.

The Award is aptly designed as a butterfly; symbolizing change, transformation, metamorphosis. When given to you, you must NOT return it to me, it is intended to fly away and touch another Blogger.I will be listing my own selection of BUTTERFLY Inspirational Blog Awards.There are a couple of TAG questions that you may or may not decide to use, but it would totally delightful if you will.

EIGHT EASY TAG QUESTIONS:

What makes you laugh, smile or giggle? My kids laughing and playing.

What are your dreams for your future? Travel around Europe and Africa

If you are to go to a cruise, where would it be and why? I've done a couple of cruises, so I will pass on this one. I used to work for a Cruise Liner.

How would you spend your vacation time and with whom? I would love to go to Greece with my daughter.

If given a chance, what life would you choose? Your life now or your past?I will always choose my life now. I believe that today is called a "present" because it is.

Is there something that you wished before when you were young but you didn’t get it?I wanted to be a surgeon. I thought then, that it would take a lifetime of studying. But guess what, I am a lifetime student of human behaviour and life.

Have you been in a situation where you might have given up but still you chose to move on?Yes, pretty much the story of my life. But since this would require a series of chapters, I will leave my answer to a YES.

Is their someone in your life who has been your source of strength and inspiration?My father. He is my first love.

And now to my List of Inspirational Blog Awards. I am proud to be able to become part of their Followers:

In so many different ways, these Bloggers' hearts, words, wit and own uniqueness have touched me. They have given my Blog Life in the internet-verse a totally different meaning.

And for my Inspirational Blog List: You have all shared and bared your souls in your respective Blogs and you have become one of my habits I refuse to give up on. I hope you can chance upon this Post and know how much your Blogs are appreciated.

I am also sharing a song that I find of great inspiration for people faced with the challenge of change and moving on.

About Me

I love to write, to paint, to sing and dance. I listen to people for a living. Explains why I have earned enough battle scars to ramble and rant. Life is simple, but people are not. I am a student of both.